Jeffs cock was just hard enough for him to slip into her as they lay, side by side, on the bed, and although they did go through the motions of fuckin...g, neither of them came, and with Jeffs cock still inside her, they both gradually fell asleep. Jeff was first to awaken, Kathy was still lying on her side facing him, her arm now stretched over his stomach. Her face was a picture of content as Jeff watched her sleeping and began to contemplate the previous nights events. He was determined that. "With a wicked smile you make a show of flicking your tongue over my nipple as I watch, "Mhmm I do."Your tongue, pointed and deliberate, makes circles around that same nipple and I pull the clip out of my hair before taking the holder out of yours. When your teeth close around it gently and tug, I bury my hands in your hair with a groan, "Ah, shit, yeah."I arch hard against you and reach for the button of your jeans before you stop me, "No." You stand to look me in the face now and your eyes. My husband, Jake, had promised me that he would not move out while I was gone. I believed him. Foolish me.It was the day before we were due to head back to California. During the time we were visiting with our friend, Suzie, she and Alan had gotten pretty hot and heavy in the kissing department. I saw something brewing there. That was the good side. The bad side was that my then husband broke his word (not surprising) and had moved in with his lover girl while I had been out of town. I knew. He smashed into my pubic bone like a jackhammer. He was crude and rude. He called my his whore, his bitch, and his fuck toy then he grunted and cum in me. He did pull my covers up afterwards but that was all.Then in the morning I heard my mother call him into my room to clean me up. I just lay there and pretended to be asleep. The bastard used ice cold water and was rough as hell but only because mom wasn’t in the room supervising him. I could feel him poking the washcloth up inside me with his.